When Nesser saw Maggie walking towards him, his big eyes immediately sparkled brightly, as dazzling and beautiful as rubies in the sunlight.
By the time Maggie stood beside him, his smile was so bright it was almost blinding, nearly blinding the other elves around him.
"Sister, you're finally willing to talk to me."
Nesser's voice carried a hint of grievance, looking pitiful like a puppy that had just been caught in the rain.
Unfortunately, what Maggie heard only made her freeze, and she even regretted walking up to Nesser.
She was now standing in front of the adult Nesser, who was clearly a head taller than her. Even though her features were very similar to the young Nesser, Maggie found it hard to convince herself that this was the same little cutie from before.
Perhaps even Maggie herself didn't realize that a large part of her kindness towards Nesser was because Nesser was a child. Once Nesser truly grew up, she would subconsciously treat him as an ordinary elf.
They weren't even friends.
At least for now, the only person Maggie can consider a friend, without any ulterior motives or calculations of self-interest, is Princess Eve.
That child was sincere; his eyes were completely filled with her, without a trace of pretense.
Maggie's unique way of treating people can be described as cold-blooded, and she is indeed as 'scummy' as Little Ghost said, only Maggie herself is unaware of it.
As a result, Nesser's mood is fluctuating wildly, and he is feeling anxious and restless.
He couldn't figure out Maggie's attitude, and he couldn't let go of Maggie.
"Speak properly."
Maggie hesitated for a long time, then simply uttered four words to Nesser without even glancing up at him.
Nesser's eyes immediately showed deep disbelief, as if he hadn't expected Maggie to say that or treat him like that.
But he had no choice. Looking down, he could only see the whorl of hair on Maggie's head. In the end, he could only purse his lips and give a soft "hmm," which was considered as agreeing to Maggie's request.
Hearing the answer, Maggie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Nesser wouldn't act like he used to, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to deal with it.
...
The feeling of being a participant in the battle is indeed very different from that of a spectator. Maggie stood among a group of elves, and at the command of the elder in charge of the referee, many elves used magic to quickly disperse, while others simply disappeared without a trace.
At this point in time, with only half an hour until dusk, it will take some time to find a location in the Green Forest with abundant Elf Wood and a high probability of producing accompanying Golden Leaves.
Everyone seemed a little impatient.
Only Maggie and Nesser remained in place, staring at each other.
Maggie didn't want to be the first to urge him, but Nesser kept staring at her, unwilling to speak first. A faint resentment flickered in her eyes, as if she were a treacherous person.
Finally, after all the elves around had left, Maggie couldn't help but speak.
"Why... aren't you moving?"
Maggie was very self-aware. She was just a human and didn't know anything about the Green Forest. She didn't even know where the Elf Wood was most abundant, so of course she wouldn't act rashly.
Although these newly grown elves probably don't know much, they are still elves and their perception of nature is much stronger than hers, so relying on Nesser is still the best option.
"I'm waiting for my sister to speak to me first."
To everyone's surprise, Nesser did not answer the question. Instead, he suddenly bent down to meet Maggie's gaze, slowly revealing a smile, his voice filled with undisguised joy.
"..."
Maggie remained silent as she faced Nesser's smiling face. As dusk approached, she was finally forced to speak again.
There was no way around it; she was craving those accompanying gold leaves, feeling she could use them to craft a staff.
"Don't you want the seat anymore?"
She casually looked away before asking a question indifferently.
"I want it, but I'm not in a hurry. If my sister isn't willing to talk to me, we won't be able to work together to get the first seat."
Nesser spoke in a grand and self-righteous tone, as if he wanted Maggie to treat him the way she used to.
Nesser's words made Maggie even stiffer, as if countless ants were crawling all over her.
Please, how can a grown man be the same as a soft, sweet baby?
Maggie was going crazy.
She thought to herself, but didn't show it on her face. Finally, she met his gaze again. His eyes were calm and still, like an abyss, so deep that it made Nesser, who was looking at her, feel inexplicably uneasy.
"Nesser, you're an adult now."
Maggie offered him a concise and calm reminder.
That expression seemed to say, 'You're not a child anymore, so you can't be willful. No one is obligated to pamper you forever.'
Maggie did indeed think so, but she always liked to leave some room for interpretation in her words, not wanting to be too direct and end up making everyone unhappy.
Nesser has high emotional intelligence and can easily understand the subtext in her words and what she wants to say.
As expected, as soon as Maggie spoke, Nesser's expression froze on his face. His gaze swept carefully over Maggie's face, as if trying to find some trace, even the slightest trace, that Maggie still cared about him.
Unfortunately, Maggie looked at him with the same calmness she would show a stranger.
"..."
Finally, Nesser pursed his lips, straightened up, and stopped talking nonsense.
He understood that from this moment on, he had lost the right to use Maggie's charm to gain special privileges.
Maggie turned her head away, not thinking that her current behavior was particularly cruel.
Yes, she has double standards. Even when she was tricked by young Nesser, she wouldn't get angry and would still grant his requests.
But Nesser had come of age, and at that moment she restrained her outward emotions.
For the rest of the time, the two walked in silence, with Nesser leading the way with his eyes down and Maggie following behind.
She wasn't worried at all that Nesser would give up because of this.
Based on her understanding of Nesser, he was quite ambitious.
She won't give up on competing for a seat just because of something she said.
Besides... what she said wasn't harsh, was it?
It wasn't a scolding or insult; it was just a simple reminder.
As Maggie pondered this, the two of them gradually ventured deeper into the forest. Nesser led her forward, and although they could still see a few elves at first, the further they went, the fewer they could see, until they couldn't see any at all.
The leaves covered the sky, obscuring most of the orange light that was just around dusk, making the surroundings much darker.
Only occasionally can you see glimpses of orange-red peeking through the gaps in the leaves.
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